This was the Hellfire Club, so she was a red demon: red teddy, red fishnet stockings, red fuck-me shoes and small red horns. Waitresses and pole dance...s had a small red tail as well, but that wasn’t needed on reception. The worst part was the shoes, Brianna had never worn high heels before – always sneakers – so she’d had to practice walking in them. She’d never even had a Prom, that had been during one of the times she wasn’t in schoolMost of the customers were fine, and the bouncers helped by. ?” To this she got up and locked the room door and came and sat beside me and said “ look beta, few years back you were small and I just did those shower sessions to please you and enjoy myself a lil too, but now you are a grown up boy, I will just shower with you once today, don’t ask for it again.” I felt a little sad but was happy to see her naked once again. Now mami was even better that before, at 42 yrs she was stunning for her age. She stripped down to her panties and got in the shower. Now I took more care of aunty and started involving in conversation with her. Even I started entering into her room of course with her consent.Her mood started changing, initially she used to just nod or say yes or no type short answers but I was reluctant to speak with her and she could not escape from my company. Somehow, I was successful to bring her out to sitting room and sometimes I would suggest or insist to watch some good programs from TV. After some days, she came to speaking terms. Dots of color boogied everywhere. From a far corner, Maureen crawled cat-like across the polished wood floor towards Mr. Ingram. Her ass oscillated behind her as she stalked her ‘prey’ from across the room. Her loose fiery hair was held back from her face by a cat-ear headband. She wore makeup of painted cat whiskers and darkened eye-sockets. Her glossy red lips and pearly white sneer were a striking contrast of color. Nearing her prey reposed in his chair, Maureen shifted to an upright squat..